A charming widow in her 70s married a factory manager and raised his children.

Chapter 242 The nuisance isn't home.



Chapter 242 The nuisance isn't home.

Zhuang Qingxiang didn't waste his kindness; she ate a little of everything and was full.

Seeing that she was full, Lu Congyue immediately devoured the rest, not wasting a single bite.

Zhuang Qingxiang looked at him with a smile: "Don't eat too fast, it's bad for your stomach."

"It's nothing," Lu Congyue replied with a smile. "I'm perfectly healthy."

She looked at him and smiled, and he looked at her and smiled back. Just when the atmosphere was perfect, Zhuang Qingxiang suddenly remembered something she had forgotten.

It's too quiet. Usually when the two of them are together, there are always sounds of children crying or laughing around them.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she frantically looked around: "Where's the baby?"

"Don't worry, the children are all fine," Lu Congyue quickly said. "As soon as you left, I had Dai Hongying take the three children with her. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for a grown man like me to live alone in the same courtyard as her."

"Alone? There are three children!" Zhuang Qingxiang immediately became uneasy. "When I went to your house to take care of the children, I was already living in a separate courtyard..."

Lu Congyue touched his nose: "I also felt it would have a bad influence back then, and I advised you against it."

But she wouldn't listen to his advice, and he... wasn't too resolute either.

"Where are the children? Let's go and bring them back." Zhuang Qingxiang said, getting off the kang (a heated brick bed).

Lu Congyue quickly stopped her: "I told Dai Hongying that you need to rest. Let them take care of the children for another day and come back tomorrow morning. Don't worry, she's not the only one. Her parents are busy taking care of them too. All three children are being well taken care of."

"I've rested, I don't need to rest anymore," Zhuang Qingxiang quickly said. "Let's go pick them up now, I miss them."

When I'm away from home, I always think about my three children.

A wronged expression reappeared on Lu Congyue's face.

Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't help but ask, "What's with that expression?"

It's a bit cheesy for a grown man in his thirties to say something like that.

Lu Congyue gritted his teeth inwardly: "You only think about the three kids, not me?"

He paused, then added, "Bringing them here now would be such a hassle..."

Zhuang Qingxiang was stunned, her face instantly turning red, followed by her ears and neck, which quickly spread layer by layer.

Zhuang Qingxiang could feel her cheeks and ears burning hot.

She didn't know what to say to him; at his age, all he thinks about is that kind of thing...

Embarrassed and annoyed, she retorted, "The children are no problem."

"And what about Dai Hongying? If she were here, you wouldn't even let me touch her." Lu Congyue snorted. "If you really don't mind, I'll let her come over, but you'd better watch out..."

"Shut up!" Zhuang Qingxiang couldn't stand his shameless words any longer and covered her ears to show that she didn't want to listen anymore.

Lu Congyue smiled and moved closer to her: "There's no one else here, so I'm telling you, and you're still shy..."

Zhuang Qingxiang blushed and pushed the person away.

Lu Congyue didn't press the matter, but just smiled and said, "I've boiled some water for you, it's in the west room. I've heated the kang (heated brick bed), so it's not cold in the room. Go and wash up. I'll tidy up here."

Not only was hot water boiled, but clean clothes were also prepared.

Zhuang Qingxiang, carrying her clothes and with a flushed face, went to the west room and was surprised to see a large bathtub, steaming hot.

I originally planned to go to the public bathhouse, but seeing how well he had prepared, I decided to bathe at home instead.

Zhuang Qingxiang was taking a shower when Lu Congyue knocked on the door from outside: "There's no one else here, why did you close the door? Open the door, I'll help you."

"Get out!" Zhuang Qingxiang cursed angrily.

Lu Congyue: "Let's wash together, it saves both water and time."

Zhuang Qingxiang wanted to throw the towel in her hand away: "Get out!"

A muffled laugh came from outside the door.

"Fine, I won't go in then. I'll wait for you on the kang (heated brick bed)."

Zhuang Qingxiang felt her face getting even hotter, hot from head to toe, and her hands even felt a little weak.

Lu Congyue called her several more times, until Zhuang Qingxiang could no longer bear it and cursed "Get out!" several times before she finished washing up, dried her hair, and went out.

The man who was supposed to be waiting on the kang (a heated brick bed) was standing guard at the door. As soon as she came out, he wanted to hug her.

"I need to dry my hair!" Zhuang Qingxiang quickly dodged away. "You go tidy up inside."

"Mmm..." Lu Congyue responded, but didn't leave immediately. Instead, he stood in front of her, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "It smells so good..."

He was the one who brought in the bath soap and set it out. He knew what the soap smelled like, but after his wife used it, the smell seemed to change. It became even more fragrant, and it smelled wonderful no matter how he smelled it. He could never get enough of it.

Zhuang Qingxiang was burned by his intense gaze and quickly covered her hair and left.

Lu Congyue tidied up the house and hurriedly went into her room.

No children disturbed her; she sat quietly on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), drying her hair, which was as black as ink, and her skin as white as jade…

Lu Congyue's mouth and tongue were dry.

But suddenly he didn't want to pounce on her directly, so he went over to help her dry her hair.

Running your fingers through the smooth strands of hair, you feel a cool, silky sensation and a wonderful fragrance that you can't help but love.

Zhuang Qingxiang was speechless for a while before finally asking, "Have you had enough fun?"

Is he drying his hair or playing with it?

"Cough... Of course I'll wipe it, it's already half dry..." Lu Congyue said, forcing a smile.

Zhuang Qingxiang: "I had already dried it halfway before you took over."

Lu Congyue pursed his lips, then simply tossed the towel in his hand aside and pulled the person onto the kang (heated brick bed): "Then let's not wipe anymore, let's do something else..."

Lu Congyue pursed his lips, then simply tossed the towel in his hand aside and pulled the person onto the kang (heated brick bed): "Then let's not wipe anymore, let's do something else..."

"Lu Congyue!" Zhuang Qingxiang was tackled hard and said hurriedly, "It's not even six o'clock yet."

Lu Congyue: "In winter, it gets dark early."

He didn't care whether it was six o'clock or any other time; he had been waiting all day.

Besides, it's rare for the three little brats to be away from home, so they can do whatever they want.

This reckless behavior caused Zhuang Qingxiang a lot of trouble.

When she woke up the next day, she was so angry that she wouldn't talk to anyone.

Lu Congyue bowed low in front of her, saying, "I was wrong, Qingxiang. I won't do it again."

Zhuang Qingxiang's eyes were slightly red and swollen, and her voice was hoarse: "Get out."

It's only been a short time, how did it turn into a wolf?

They ate and bit her, and used all sorts of tricks to force her to speak, saying that there were only two people at home and that they just wanted to hear her voice. It was torture.

Lu Congyue brought over some warm water and carefully fed it to her, saying he was wrong and apologizing, but his face and eyes were full of smug satisfaction.

Zhuang Qingxiang was furious just looking at him, but she didn't have the strength to pinch him.

Lu Congyue let out two "ouch" sounds, almost like he was performing, and then advised her, "Wait until you have more strength before pinching me. I promise I won't dodge. Let's rest now, okay?"

Zhuang Qingxiang wanted to kick him away again, but it hurt every time she moved, her whole body ached, even her knees hurt.

"Don't move, don't move," Lu Congyue quickly said. "Don't be angry, let me rub it for you. You... you like it quite a bit, so why are you still angry..."

Zhuang Qingxiang was so angry that she covered her face with the blanket and ignored him.

Not only did they act recklessly, but they also talked nonsense.

His face was covered, but you could still hear him making rustling noises.

I couldn't resist pulling the blanket down to look, and I saw him busy cleaning up the mess.

Seeing that she was finally paying attention to him, he said softly, "You get some sleep, I'll go pick up the kids after I'm done getting ready..."


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